by Soulcalabur5 Thu Jan 30, 2014 11:23 pmLadies and gentlemen, i'm not very bright. Shocker. Even though my brother tends to have more blonde moments, we're both pretty sure my IQ matches that of a baby squirrel or a brain-dead fish. Sue me, i'm not a receptive person. It's either a "Your not listening to me again, are you?" or a "Get the lead outta your ears!" from most people whenever conversation happens. I like to think of myself as a generally...OK person. My brother and I were raised on a farm, and it was there I learned that i'm not gonna ever understand anyone ever. It's like every person on this planet has some sort of cryptic way of saying their life sucks whenever I ask how someone's day was. Now I just kinda drift from place to place. Sometimes I see my bro, sometimes I don't. Well, lemme rephrase that, I WAS drifting from place to place. Then my brother happened. Again. Not too long after that, I joined TCI after a long and wonderful talk with him about the fact that I really need to learn that it'd be better to put my immediate goals towards something, as opposed to bumming rides from strangers on the highway. Did I mention I wasn't too bright? You'd think by 18 I would think that shiny white windowless vans aren't OK. So now it's really a matter of climbing the ranks at a decent pace, and make something of myself. I think Marcus'd like that.
This was Soulbane Icarus Fallen, signing off.
P.s., I get that my name's huge. Our mother had a thing for the second born son to have a huge name. Just call me Soul, save yourself the tongue-ache.
P.s.s., Yes, I talk alot. Ask Marcus. He'd be THRILLED to tell you a story or two about the boy who can't shut up.
This was Soulbane Icarus Fallen, signing off.
P.s., I get that my name's huge. Our mother had a thing for the second born son to have a huge name. Just call me Soul, save yourself the tongue-ache.
P.s.s., Yes, I talk alot. Ask Marcus. He'd be THRILLED to tell you a story or two about the boy who can't shut up.
